The knock on my door came soft, almost polite, but it still dragged me out of the little sleep I managed to get. Morning light slipped through the curtains, bright enough to annoy me, and before I could even sit up straight, the door opened.
He didn’t speak. Instead, he handed the box to me and said, “Wear this.”
I blinked, taking the box from him. My stomach churned with insane nervousness.
“What is this?” I asked, opening the box.
Charles said nothing, and I went on to open it fully. I gasped, my eyes widening at the contents of the box.
It was lingerie.
The bra was pretty at first glance, soft pink with tiny pearls on the straps, until I saw the hole cut in the center, right where my nipplēs would be. The panties matched, but the middle was split wide open. Anyone standing close w
